Knitting, patching and fixing the disguise (1)Fabricated smileDress right dress (2)
Writhing in pain while having the head chopped offTongue speaking the truth (3) is a lizard's tail

ManaclesLife's bondageLight swaying here and there
Deadly sea of darkness is floating in the eveningLosing a companion leads to tedium

Successively (4)Slowly (5)

Insects are crawling inside the head

SuccessivelySlowly

Devouring torn off nails, squirming bewilderment

What to chase, what to demand, what to cling to
Remaining unseenWhile remaining unknown, Night Parade of One Hundred Demons (6) progresses
Boisterously noisy festival accompaniament is screaming from the viscera of mind (7)
Lying larynx (8) is being bitten and torn into pieces, that is the result of the real voice

Trembling with fear in the lie caressing the darknessTherefore the light seems to be slippery as an eel
To die in the life-burning lie

SoonSlowly

Insects are dancing inside the head

Lied eggs of insects are thickly dripping

Dark senses smeared in familiar dirty mud are getting dim
When one's hand is pulled by a cruel hand, Night Parade of One Hundred Demons progresses
Transient world is prepared to flee (9) in boisterously noisy festival accompaniament
Not turning back, having one's ears pluggedGoing as well as returning is so scary (10)

Lie that was experienced and sent around is like a nectarTelling lies around while being unconsciously intoxicated

To indulge in the darkness, wriggle and [eventually] dieOr to tear the darkness off, paw at the ground and [eventually] die
Swaying paper lanternIs carried off by the night windDisorderedOne's footsteps of life